Birthday Party Lyrics No band fully embodied the word "cacophony" more than the Birthday Party. Much like the Harold Pinter play from which they took their name, their music was dark, comical and grotesque. The Australian-born band blew apart London in the early '80s with their discordant, difficult blend of Punk rock and theatrics. Though existing only from the years 1980 to 1983, their live sonic assaults were extremely influential, as was Nick Cave's singing, which was more akin to the shrieks of a demented nineteenth century inmate on his way to the asylum. The banging percussion of "Sometimes Pleasureheads Must Burn" and the stop/start confrontational screams of "Release the Bats" or "Big Jesus Trash Can" were actually capable of instigating fear. The Birthday Party opened music up like a fresh wound, showing something ugly, frightening and beautiful that is still hard to look at. Download Birthday Party MP3s here Buy rare Birthday Party vinyl records, CDs and rare music albums: Hee Haw Hits It's Still Living John Peel Sessions Junkyard    Live Live 1981-82 Mutiny/bad Seed Nick The Stripper    Pleasure Heads Must Burn Prayers On Fire Release The Bats The Bad Seed

Birthday Party Song Lyric: The Dim Locator Inanimational items elude i, and In-an-emotional-motion I swallow my Motive of quicker location is slammed My dim chance of skipping this thick world is thin They call me dim I am the dim locator, Dim locator Loco, lomo, loco, lomo, l’wow, wow, wow Loco, lomo, loco, lomo, l’wow, wow, wow Loco, lomo, loco, lomo, l’wow, wow, wow Loco, lomo, loco, lomo Intriquintomitry treads on my trail Entriggering traps for a gross gang of ghost types Who later are packed in a cast iron trunk These things have been known, to get out of their wraps Don’t call me dim I am the dim locator, Dim locator Loco, lomo, loco, lomo, l’wow, wow, wow Loco, lomo, loco, lomo, l’wow, wow, wow Loco, lomo, loco, lomo, l’wow, wow, wow Loco, lomo, loco, lomo, l’wow, wow, wow, wowwwwww! Fog fished and filtered is filling my case book, of Friends who fall foul of my files trip and breakneck Are stacked in the woodshed for further good use There’s some certain people who shouldn’t start fires So call me dim! I am the dim locator! Dim locator! Don’t call me dim! I am the dim locator Don’t call me dim! I am the dim locator Don’t call me dim! Get This Ringtone 6 & Quot;Gold Blade A Dead Song Big-jesus-trash-can Blast Off Blundertown Capers Cry Dead Joe Deep in The Woods Dull Day Dumb Europe Fears of Gun Figure of Fun Hamlet Happy Birthday Ho-ho Jennifer’s Veil Junkyard Just You & Me Kathy’s Kisses Kewpie Doll King Ink Kiss Me Black Loose Mutiny in Heaven Nick The Stripper Pleasure Heads Must Burn Pleasure is The Boss Prayers on Fire Release The Bats

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